The Healing Hand
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The Galactic Press has been called to the Corporate Sector, the Bonadan system. There they gather upon a glimmering new space station. Inside the lobby of the main floor Dr. Veridian Nys stands a podium and clears her throat as a means of calming the crowd to begin.
"Friends, allies, citizens of the galaxy!
"For too long, the shadow of conflict has stretched across the stars. For generations, the Force has been a tool, a weapon, a divider. We have seen worlds fractured, families torn asunder, and the very fabric of life threatened by the endless cycles of war. Yet, through all the darkness, a beacon of hope has always flickered – the inherent, unwavering desire within every sentient being for healing, for peace, for life itself.
I stand before you today, not as a representative of any republic, any empire, any order, or any creed. I stand before you as Dr. Nys, and more importantly, as a fellow inhabitant of this vast, incredible galaxy. And with immense pride, with a heart overflowing with a dream realized, I announce the official opening of the Galaxy General Medical Center!"
A gasp ripples through the assembled crowd, followed by a burst of cheers and applause.
"In the nine hundred years since the Battle of Yavin, countless skirmishes, grand wars, and struggles have plagued our galaxy, seemingly without end. Nevertheless, amidst these ceaseless conflicts, we have achieved what many deemed impossible: a truly neutral space, a sanctuary of healing beholden to no flag, no dogma, no political agenda. This magnificent station, orbiting in the heart of the unaligned territories, is a testament to what we can achieve when we set aside our differences and unite under the banner of compassion.
"The Sentient Medical Alliance, born from the shared agony of healers across countless worlds who witnessed their vital work hindered by senseless conflict, has poured its very soul into this endeavor. We have gathered the finest minds, the most dedicated hands, and the most advanced technology from every corner of the galaxy. Here, on Galaxy General, a Jedi Master will lie in a bacta tank beside a Hutt cartel enforcer. A Republic soldier will receive life-saving surgery alongside an Imperial sympathizer. A Wookiee elder will share a recovery ward with a Trandoshan warrior."
Dr. Nys pauses, letting the image sink in, then his voice rises with renewed fervor.
"What we have constructed here is not only a hospital; it is proof manifest of our shared sentience! It is a place where the only allegiance that matters is to life itself. The only uniform is the white tunic of a healer. The only Force we acknowledge is the inherent power of empathy and the relentless drive to mend what is broken.
"We have seen the galaxy scarred by the lightsaber's hum and the blaster's flash. We have heard the cries of the wounded on a thousand battlefields. But today, with the opening of Galaxy General, we declare a new sound will echo through the void: the hum of life support, the gentle whir of medical droids, and the relieved sighs of those granted a second chance.
This is a promise, etched in the very durasteel of this station: No one will be turned away. Not by their species, not by their affiliation, not by their past. If you are sentient and in need, Galaxy General opens its doors and its heart to you.
"Let this be a turning point, not just for medicine, but for the galaxy itself. Let Galaxy General be a shining example of what is possible when we choose healing over hatred, unity over division, and compassion over conflict. This is our legacy. This is our hope. This is the Sentient Medical Alliance's gift to the galaxy. May the Force, in its purest form, guide our hands and our hearts in this noble endeavor!"
The applause is thunderous now, a standing ovation that shakes the very floor of the assembly hall.
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